So I get worked up sometimes, and I do some crazy things.
Seeing someone read a book you love is seeing a book recommend a person. —
(Source: simmykixx, via lovequotesrus)
You only missed my voice
when nobody else called you. —
(Source: rustyvoices, via duchess-ofnothing)
Out of the ash
I rise with my red hair
and I eat men like air
I have the choice of being constantly active and happy or introspectively passive and sad. Or I can go mad by ricocheting in between.
(Source: xiomaravaldez9, via djeazydick)
Why did people ask “What is it about?” as if a novel had to be about only one thing. — Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, Americanah (via mar-see-ah)
I felt like crying but nothing came out. it was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can’t feel any worse. I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then. but I think I have known it pretty often, too often